I should have realised my earliermistake of mentioning she lookedas if she'd filled out a bit when inmy ignorance of the initial statementwas more inclined to the fact I had lost10kgs as I hadn't eaten in two weeks...

and was perhaps a bit light headed already..

8)

luckily I've had the system on auto shut down..

saved a fortune in electricity.....

my green angel will be beaming.

I'm a bit that way myself currently,been awhile. better see if the water's stillon.... bit tight inside.

.... (/ee... hope she disn't hear that,I should use the brain of silencebut I keep losing the key withheadaches and such, yes as for the other two weeks that was aboutleaving the semolina in the bathroom...

I no complain.

... I'd moved the computer insidethe other day, the spiders pick-upwith the weather, and had stumbledinto the office the other day by mistake.Well it seems you got the scoop, yes, please,easy on the cast iron as there's too manylil' dh's around with aluminum ideas.)

....does it ever rain inside?? ...unless they have a water feature thats gone wrong or they're in a time warp and still having trouble filling up their 'new' water bed

Heres something to make you smile...I hope

'Robin Hood' in his later years, is nearing the end of his life.He invites all of his ( now very old ) merry men to his house.They all sit around his bed, and he then calls for his wife."Marion... *silence*.... MARION "She walks in , bad back ,hunched over, wearing a pinny, hair in curlers, half smoked ciggy hanging out of her mouth."Yeh??....WHAT is it NOW " she moans.'Get me my bow....o'h ..and ...and an arrow" Robin says in wavering voice."Fer fk sake... gonna be a message boy now?...." she mutters.Robin sits up on his knees on the bed, loads the bow and arrow pulls it back and says, "Where ever this arrow lands, I will be burried"

Pay that one.And removalists are so clumsy;be vacuuming the dhurri for weeks.

Well there once was this dear oldfish wife who had spent all her life selling fish andhad learnt sign language but was losing hervoice at the same time.

It was on her birthday she passed away when on her deathbed she made the mistake in awaking tothe day she attempted to celebrate her fishmongerhusband by trying to indicate she would like some romance by pointing in the direction; of which heremarked "yes, sorry if you noticed the fridge has been broken down the last two days." and hurried off to work.

Of which he returned there that night to findshe had died of a broken heart.

There once was young fella named Dave',That was incredibly good at a rave.In fact he practised the art so well and devout,Before you realised he'd start' tell over and out.And there wasn't a man nor beast by tail nor snout,That hadn't been glad of a feast in the rain or in crowd',That could repeat a' same story as told by O. D,But for the meantime feel fee to ask neither or me.

For a wobbly old reptile was seen on the track,The day dear O.D, didn't come back,And said it was a delivery van that had captured the sun,And by the time it had set that night for one it was gone.But though the journey to sight is still deep in the veins,And echoes and smiles more distant still remain,I can only remember that a better one I won't find.But that was then and this is now and the future before.And to not mind is to not care so to answer in kind, If beckoning is the sound of the knock upon door.___________________________________________

But yes indy, I guess Iam related to intrepidin perhaps a retospectivemanner. I knew quite wella fellow equally, if not morefrustrated at the general grey clod-ridden apathy of the generalpublic and ran in many directionsall at the same time until inexhaustion I let go and all camecrashing in on myself.

This has happened the blokea few times. The poor fellowhas slowed geatly but puts smalllittle pebbles on big sandy beaches.And waves to the odd smile.

at some of the places I go, theres this dude that sells these o'h so yummy smoked kranski's.They must be a good 8 or 9 inches long, 1 1/2" thick ,cooked on a giant frypan ( about the size of a round dining table)slapped into a fresh bread roll, choice of sauces, onions, or saur....sourcruo...sourcro.. *bugger*.... pickled cabbage all washed down with a fake beer....birrell ...or soft drink.

Ya know what I have a craving for now bob?A cheese sausage, and not the 'tuck shop' cheese sanga ,but , 'the deli section in the supermarket version'ya chuck them in the microwave for 20secs , (but no longer cause the lil suckers will expode....and ooo'h yeeees, yummo .

My ex tried to do a boiled egg in m/wave once....picture this.

The house is all quiet on a nice Saturday morn ,birds are tweetering outside, me enjoying a nice sleep in

shhhh....its sooooo quiet...in the house*whispers* she tip toes quietly to the kitchen ... puts egg in m/wave...all that was heard was the hum of the m/wave...and then.....

KAAAAAAAAAABOOOOOOOOM

"WHA............. I race to the kitchen...

"WTF HAPPENED "

bob ,there was egg ALL over the kitchen and on the walls, all over the place...and some on her..now looking like a stunned mullet...and the inside of the m/wave...? EEEEWWWW

I have something I need advice on, if you could offer some words of wisdom that would be great. I think I'm falling in love with this girl I know, we are going to be living in the same state for the first time since we met a couple of moons ago, I'm a little worried that she might not like Falkor and Rock Biter plus I could possibly have a few new friends after I go see Max where the wild things are.

Married and no ring?? I think my friend is what we in the business call a Scarlet woman I thought everyone that was married wore a ring, I may have to not take an empty finger as gospel now.

I think that once you turn say 35 and if you are still single and what to find a partner there should be like a mass lottery and whatever you pull out you have to keep. It could be really good, or it could be really bad

Thanks for your advice bob, life is more than just one dimensional isn't it. What happens at a sperm bank when they raise interest rates? I wonder if they are bound by the same laws as other banks.

Hey Leo, who's telling who to f-of? I'm a little lost sorry, did you get in trouble? You should be allowed to express your opinions but I dont think personal attacks are nice if people are telling presenters to get stuffed!

Honesty is a tricky skill to master bob, honesty isn't always the best policy, i'm not sure what the best poilcy is for anything though but I must say the best policy for a friday afternoon is a couple of beers, some friends, a pizza and either sport on tv or the beach.

I try and laugh at most things, i think it hides the scars of deeper feelings though, if I'm laughing I must be happy, but could it be if i dont take anything serious then I cant hurt

It's going to be sunshine and blue skys this weekend and not to hot, just right